A/N: Hello ya'll. This is my second attempt at a Lizzie McGuire story. I don't know if I should continue or not? Please tell me what you think in a review.


Sixteen year old Lizzie McGuire parked her father's car in the driveway. It was storming like crazy outside on this night. The rain was beating down on the Earth. " This is a horrible storm, " Lizzie thought, as she got out of the car, darting towards her house. Lizzie was soaked by the time she got inside.

" Lizzie, is that you? " Mrs. McGuire called from the kitchen.

" Yeah, it's just me, mom, " Lizzie said, pulling off her soaking wet jacket.

" Oh, i'm so glad you're home honey. I was getting worried about you. This is a awful storm to be driving in, " Mrs. McGuire said, as she walked into the room.

Lizzie just sighed, it was just like her mother to worry about her.

" Lizzie! You're soaked! " Mrs. McGuire said, at first sight of her daughter.

" Umm... yeah, mom. It's only raining cats and dogs outside tonight, "

" You better go upstairs and get out of those wet cloths before you get the chills, "

" Yes, mom, " Lizzie said, as she headed upstairs to her room.

" Oh, Lizzie? " Mrs. McGuire called when Lizzie was halfway up the stairs.

" Yeah? "

" Miranda called, she told me to have you call her as soon as you got home. She said it was very important, " Mrs. McGuire said.

" Alright, thanks, "


Lizzie called Miranda as soon she got changed cloths. She thought that her friend's very important call was to talk about her night out.

Lizzie had finally went out with the her boy of her dreams, Ethan Craft. The date had went wonderfully, and despite the fact that it hadn't ended exactly how she had hoped it would... with a kiss, it had still been a great night.

Lizzie plopped down on her bed, picked up the telephone, and dialed Miranda's number. She then waited for her friend to pick up.

Ring. Ring.

" Hello? "

" Hey Miranda, it's me, Lizzie, "

" Hey Lizzie... "

" So, let me guess your very important phone call was about, it was to get all of the juicey details about my date with Ethan, right? "

" Uh... actually no, Lizzie, "

" No? "

" I do want to hear about your date with Ethan, but that's not the reason I called. " Miranda said, then paused for a moment. " Gordo asked me to call you, "

" Gordo? "

" He called from the hospital... he just said that something happened, and he asked if I could go down there with him. I would've but... my parents went out tonight, so I don't have a car, "

" What happened? "

" I don't know, he didn't tell me... just said he'd explain later. And when I told him I couldn't come, he asked me to call you after your date, "

Lizzie was hit with a blast of fear. She was instantly worried about her friend. Why was Gordo at the hospital? Did something happen to him? Was he hurt?

" I'm worried, Lizzie. He sounded really upset, "

" I'll go down there and see what's going on, "

" Call me when you find out what happened. Or else i'll go stir crazy, "

" I will, " Lizzie assured her friend. " Talk to you later, "

" Later, "


Lizzie rushed down to the hospital as quickly as she possibly could on the wet roads. Her mother hadn't wanted her daughter to go back out in this weather. Lizzie assured her mother that she would drive safe, then quickly left.

It seemed like it had taken an eternity for Lizzie to get to the hospital, but once she was finally there, she wasted no time in getting to the ER. She wasn't even sure that's where Gordo was, but it did seem like the best place to look first.

As Lizzie dashed through the hospital's long hallways, her mind was filled with questions, concerns, and worries. " Something bad must have happened, " she thought to herself. No! Stop telling yourself that, McGuire!

When Lizzie rounded the corner going into the ER waiting room, she saw Gordo. He was sitting in one of the chairs across from the front desk. His face was buried in the palms of his hands.

Just as Lizzie started towards Gordo, a doctor walked into the room, right up to him. He looked up, rose from his chair, and listened to what the doctor had to say.

Lizzie stopped. She watched as the doctor spoke, there was a grim expression on his face. Whatever it was that he was telling Gordo, it wasn't good.

What happened next totally shocked Lizzie. As the doctor walked away, she saw David Gordon do something that she had never, ever seen him do before. He was crying.

Lizzie felt a peice of her heart break at the sight she saw before her. She took a brief moment to swallow the lump that had just formed in her throught, then she slowly walked towards him.

Gordo turned, he saw Lizzie coming, but didn't bother to try hiding his tears. Normally, he would never let anyone see him cry, but right now, at this very moment he didn't care if the whole world saw him.

As Lizzie got closer and closer to her friend, her heart was breaking. She didn't know what had happened, but it was very clear that something very awful had taken place.

Now, the two friends were just inches apart. Face to face, at first Gordo stared down at the floor. Then, he lifted his head, their eyes met, his tear filled eyes instantly locking with her's. He tried to speak, instead he broke into sobs, throwing his arms around her. He clung to her as though he was holding on for his very life.

Lizzie wrapped her arms around Gordo. She held him tightly, as he buried his face into her shoulder, and sobbed. His whole body was shaking. Her heart was breaking. She desperately wanted to ask what had happened, but knew that questions were the last thing he needed, right now.

After a short time, his sobs started to slow. " He... he... he's... g - gone, "

" Who's gone? " Lizzie asked softly.

" My... my dad... he's gone! "

TBC.